Chapter 19: The Beginning of the Crisis
The gunfire finally stopped, the door was full of students who had been shot, blood flowed down the stone road with a slope, and the muzzles of the soldiers' guns that had been lowered slowly smoked from the aftermath of *, which was particularly bright in the cold rain, and the raindrops hit the bright red blood, making a black angel-like evil ripple.
"Hell, idiot!" Lesner walked up to a non-commissioned officer and kicked down the SS non-commissioned officer who was leading the fire, "Stand up!" Lesnar yelled, "Stand up for me!" β
The non-commissioned officer stood up with a hint of anger, although he stood upright, but the unfriendly gaze in his eyes was already fixed on Lesner, Lesner's anger was even stronger, he walked to the non-commissioned officer's nose, pinched the non-commissioned officer's chin with the greatest strength, turned around and shook it hard, and threw the non-commissioned officer into the student's body, before the non-commissioned officer could raise his head, Lesner's leather boots stepped on his face, and directly pressed the non-commissioned officer's face into the blood under the corpse, Lesner pointed to the dead students and yelled at the non-commissioned officer on the ground: " Did they all sing? Yes? You're just going to kill them all? Look at them! The youngest and most beautiful age! That is, the age of our younger brothers and sisters! Don't tell me you stupid pig doesn't have siblings! Could it be that the ounce of rotten bananas in your dad's crotch is bad enough to give birth to an idiot like you? Tell me! β
The non-commissioned officer's face was half in blood, his expression was particularly hideous, and he laughed, "I'm still wondering why you didn't shoot those rebellious students in the auditorium, it turns out that you are also a Jewish sympathizer, they sing kosher pig songs, insulting the art of the empire for thousands of years, even if Major SchΓΆner sang these songs, I would raise my gun to him, wouldn't I?" Lieutenant Lesnar? β
Lesner was stunned for a moment, and reacted to say the wrong thing in a hurry, yes, in the society at that time, the kind of little human touch that was hard to have was the wrong thing, Lesner was a smart person, and he thought of a countermeasure in an instant, so he stepped on the non-commissioned officer's face harder, with an actor-like distressed expression on his face, "Say you're an idiot, you TM are an idiot, what I want is evidence!" I want absolute safety in Bremen! All you want is to dig up these damn moths! And you bastard is all messed up with Lao Tzu! Say, who hired you? Who told you to kill someone? Awesome, convinced, the hands of the traitors are reaching out to the SS! β
The non-commissioned officer immediately panicked, regardless of the blood that poured into his mouth when he opened his mouth, and shouted loudly: "I didn't, you are planting!" What are you...... Not...... Lesnar turned the heel of his shoe, and directly stepped on the non-commissioned officer's face into more and more blood, no matter how the non-commissioned officer struggled, Lesner stepped on it to death, lit a cigarette for himself, took a hard breath, spit out the smoke and continued: "I only need to bring these people back to the headquarters, so that the people under my hands are still enough, my strength is already very limited, you do this, I have to send people to monitor the hospitals, churches, cemeteries, and the addresses of the families of the dead students, and my forces are scattered,...... Isn't it possible for your British masters to continue to do things? Am I right? Non-commissioned officer II? β
As soon as Lesnar's leather boots were loosened, the non-commissioned officer immediately turned over and sat on the ground, and the soldiers on the side, who had already understood the remorse, immediately pointed their guns at the non-commissioned officer, and put their fingers on the trigger. Right... Right...... I'm sorry, I'm just a rough man, I was a porter in Hong Kong before I joined the army, I only have one mother left, please, I'm really not, I'm not a traitor. β
Lesner snorted and put the butt of the cigarette that was about to run out (Hitler banned smoking throughout the country, and smokers could only buy shorter cigarettes, which were quickly smoked, and the average could be finished in less than a minute, so French cigarettes and Czech cigarettes were popular because of their long length. With a roll of the middle finger, he said playfully: "After playing the sad card, open your eyes and see, what you have in your hand is not three plum A, but three threes!" With that, he flicked the flaming cigarette butt into the non-commissioned officer's face.
The cigarette butt flew straight to the non-commissioned officer's nose, sending out sporadic tiny sparks, which directly angered the non-commissioned officer who looked like a rough man, and the non-commissioned officer pulled out the bayonet hanging from his waist, roared and threw himself straight at Lesna.
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In the blink of an eye, a light black shadow flashed, and Greta used a sapper shovel that he didn't know where to get it, and the sharp edge of the sapper shovel directly cut off the hand of the non-commissioned officer holding the bayonet, and the non-commissioned officer knelt on the ground with a cry of pain, and his sound arm tightly grasped the bleeding half of his arm. Greta walked over, took off the steel helmet of the non-commissioned officer with a slight smile on his mouth, raised the sapper shovel with blood in his right hand, and aimed the sharp edge of the sapper shovel at the non-commissioned officer's face, and slapped it on the non-commissioned officer's face with a shovel similar to a slap, and the sharp curl cut off the palm-sized flesh directly from the face, and then the steel shovel slapped straight on the bare flesh, and the severe pain made the non-commissioned officer faint to death before he could shout, I don't know if it was a student or his own blood.
Greta reached out and threw the sapper shovel at a soldier who was already overwhelmed with fright, and in a fit of urgency, Greta rushed into the sapper shovel that he had drawn from the soldier's back.
"Take this rotten banana-born idiot back, throw it directly into the basement, and I'll judge it when I go back!" Greta commanded the soldiers in a cold tone, and a few brave soldiers came over and picked up the fainted non-commissioned officer and threw him into the back of the truck.
Lesnar then gave the order: "Let the suspicious teachers and students continue to board the bus, fast!" He smiled apologetically at Greta, who made a face with a pouting of her nose, "Who did you just give your coat?" It's pretty pretty, and if I were a man, I would like to be so petite and cute, so let's say, or you'll see how the sapper shovel is used. Greta said as she looked at Lesner.
Lesnar touched his nose embarrassedly, "It's my college classmate Maninhoff, oh he also teaches at the university, it's his...... Forehead...... Damn it! I don't know who he is, but the girl was calling his name outside the wall, so I just, uh......"
Greta smiled, pulled Lesner to the banyan tree where he was smoking just now, secretly kissed Lesnar's face, and said softly: "Look at you, since I know that you give her clothes, of course I also know that the name she calls is not you, are you afraid of me?" β
Lesnar lowered his head, he didn't know how to answer this clever and beautiful girl, Greta smiled, she kissed Lesnar, and said, "Listen, there is only one situation where I will slap you, and that is if you betray me, and even then, I am not willing to do it, because, because I love you!" β
Lesnar looked at her, cupped Gretta's face with both hands, and muttered, "I love you too!" β
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